People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 56 – The Miserable Little Move

inside the house.

The lights were brightly lit, and Zaomen's father and Zaomen Mao watched the two arguing with great interest.

"This... so."

Hearing this, the swordsmith who confirmed that my wife Renshan was indeed struck by lightning narrowed his eyes again and sat back in his seat.

"Barely make sense."

He picked up the teacup, and in the benevolent and resentful eyes of my wife, he took a sip as if nothing had happened.

My wife Renshan stared at the knife maker Yingying, and silently put Leiqie on the table back into her scabbard.

Sipping the warm tea in his mouth, the knife maker Ying was taken aback, he opened his eyes, and his back felt a little cold.

"That's right! I almost forgot something important!"

He stood up, and carefully wrapped the bone blade on the table with cloth.

Ganlusi Sakura Cake and Zaomen Charcoal were sitting together, both of them were holding hot tea in their hands, watching the swordsmith Yingying and my wife Renshan while drinking.

My wife Renshan looked suspiciously at the swordsmith Yingying who got up and put on the thick clothes left by his father at the kitchen door, and was about to go out, and asked with some worried questions:
"Hey! What are you going to do?"

The swordsmith Yingying walked from the tatami to the entrance of the wooden house, and when he heard the question from my wife Renshan behind him, he said without looking back:

"That Your Excellency gave me a perfect creation, I want to fulfill my promise!"

"I'm going to the west! Find the Sanyashiki of Yiyu Country!"

My wife stood up benevolently, picked up her Raiqie, and wanted to get up and stop the knife maker Yingying.

At this time, Zaomen's father stood in front of the swordsmith Ying. He gently pushed the swordsmith Ying who wanted to leave, and persuaded:
"It's dark and cold at night, it's dangerous to go out!"

Zaomen's father grabbed the knife maker Yingying by the back collar and dragged her towards the house, the latter looked shocked:

"Okay! Stay here tonight! Leave early tomorrow morning!"

"Sit down!"

Snapped!
The swordsmith Yingying was caught off guard, and was thrown back to her place by Zaomen's father.

He was shocked, his squinted eyes tremblingly looked at Zaomen's father who clapped his hands.

——What a powerful force!
——I have been working hard all the time!There is no resistance at all!

Thinking about it, the swordsmith Ying looked at Shang Quannai, who she had promised.

Shang Quannai smiled and nodded towards him, agreeing with Zaomen's father's point of view:
"That's right, just stay here tonight, it's fine."

At this time, Murata, who had been sitting silently in the corner, raised his head and said calmly:
"I'll go as well."

Everyone was instantly attracted by the silent Murata, and they all looked at him.

"Tomorrow, I'll go too, I'm going back to the Ghost Killing Squad."

Murata frowned, his hands resting on his knees, gripping the fabric of his trousers tightly.

Red bloodshots spread in the whites of his eyes, Murata stared at the air in front of him, his breathing became rough, he almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few syllables from his throat:

"Ghost...I want to kill them all...absolutely!!"

Creak——!
The fabric of the trousers was gripped tightly by him, making a rubbing sound.

"Not a single one!"

Shang Quannai turned his head, looked at Murata who spoke spontaneously, and breathed a sigh of relief.

——The reason why he kept jumping up the topic before was to make Murata speak.

——The boy bowed his head in silence and looked lifeless, which almost made Shang Quannai think that he was going to seek death in the next second.

Thinking about it, Shang Quannai took a sip of tea and glanced at Murata who closed his eyes again.

After all, it's better to be alive than dead.

When Mao Zaomen heard the word "ghost", he immediately approached it curiously, as soon as he stretched out his little hand, he was about to tug at Murata's sleeve.

"Brother in black! The ghost you're talking about is..."

While speaking, Shigeru Zaomen raised his head, and his eyes met Murata's in mid-air.

Murata's tired and bloodshot eyes stared at Shigeru Kamodo lifelessly.

The young Zaomen Mao suddenly froze in place, fighting a cold war on the spot.

Snapped!
Shang Quannai helplessly grabbed Mao Zaomen's back collar, pulled him to her side, and said softly:

"There are some things that children should not inquire about casually."

"It's not good for you to listen too much."

Shigeru Zaomen hurriedly nodded vigorously, not daring to look at Murata anymore.

However, he was more certain of his thoughts in his heart!

--really!Brother really is secretly fighting against ghosts and protecting our hero!

——The big brother in black probably failed to kill the ghost, so he is blaming himself!
Thinking about it, Zaomen Mao frowned, knelt and sat motionless in front of the table.

——You have to comfort the big brother in black!

Thinking of this, Shigeru Kamodo raised his head and looked at Murata who was in a daze.

grunt.

Zaomen Mao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pursed his lips in fear, closed his eyes and shouted with all his might:

"Brother in black! You are not wrong!"

"You don't need to blame yourself! You've done enough!"

"In my heart, being able to face those ghosts that sound scary! Is already an invincible hero!"

"Big brother's family and friends will definitely be proud of you!"

Shang Quannai looked at the small Zaomen Shigeru beside her who was shouting with closed eyes in surprise, and then looked at Murata worriedly.

Murata looked at Shigeru Kamodo who was struggling to yell these words in great surprise, he could not help but lick his chapped lips, and his nose suddenly felt a little sore.

—Are you...proud of me?

……

……

Down the mountain.

The snow at night was blowing with the impermanence of the wind, and a dark figure was struggling to move forward in the snow.

Wearing thin and torn clothes, he didn't seem to be afraid of the winter cold at night, and moved unswervingly towards the mountainside.

Looking closely, several sharp horny horns protruded from the man's arms, and a green bile-like substance overflowed from the edges of the horns.

There are even a few small horns irregularly growing on the forehead!

He grinned, gritted his teeth and resisted the snowstorm and moved forward.

In the red, cloudy eyeballs without pupils, tears were continuously flowing.

"Go to the mountainside...kill that family!"

"Go to the mountainside...kill that family!"

"Go to the mountainside! Kill that family!"

He kept roaring, his voice getting louder each time, the scar on his face was constantly being pulled because of his roaring, and pus flowed out.

"If that's the case! That lord will definitely reward me! Give me that incomparably precious blood!"

Recalling the memory, the adult was condescending, but very kindly ordered himself to go to the mountainside of a mountain.

Go kill a Chafu.

He became more excited and excited, and the horns on his body couldn't help trembling:

"I will...I will...!"

He bent down, and his deformed hands sank deep into the snow.

boom!
He started to climb up from the ground quickly!
……

……

Kitchen door home.

Zaomen's father leaned against the wall with a smile, looking at Murata who was hugging Zaomen Shigeru with his shoulders twitching slightly.

At this time.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

There was a sudden knock on the wooden door.

Inside the room, Shang Quannai, my wife Renshan, Ganluji Sakura Cake, and Murata quickly looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)